Chapter 46Notes:Sup! Early again because I have no self-control.
Chapter TextCat Grant did not appreciate having her media strategy questioned. Everhart, Snapper, and Olsen in her office to argue with her vision was, irritating. So few people could see the big picture. Tragic. "I take it my brilliance is going un-noticed, yet again."
"Cat," Snapper stuck his pencil behind one ear. "It's subtle right now, but you're about to give a public image lifeline to a murderer."
She waved a hand. "Yes, yes, very anti-hero of her. But when she tries to blackmail the US Government she's going to need the media to make it stick."
"An unhinged murderer, superpowers or not isn't going to make her capable of bringing down the United States of America." Snapper stared at her through his grimy glasses. "I don't doubt she might be able to kill a lot of people before she's stopped, but she's a sinking ship."
"Please, no one thinks the dark murder vulture is going to destroy the United States Government. That would be absurd. But take out specific individuals on the fringes of power and give the President a migraine terrible enough to pardon her to get the chaos to stop?" Cat looked at them all and then pointed with the full weight it deserved at the image on one of her screens of Quake cradling Supergirl's injured body and Supergirl's head trustingly leaning into the hollow of her throat. "The Supers are not going to stop Quake, and unless I'm wrong they're going to help her. And I'm almost never wrong."
Everhart, the mouthpiece of her most popular television spots, spoke up. "You think she wasn't lying, you believe the government is sending its veterans to be cut to pieces?"
Cat raised a brow, "Obviously, and if you don't believe she has enough damning evidence of atrocities to create civil unrest you were not paying attention to what she just did to Lord. Whatever she has on Cadmus, she thinks it's enough."
Olsen spoke, his voice careful. "I haven't talked with Supergirl about Quake specifically, but she and Quake have more going on than what we've seen publicly. And I've heard of Cadmus, Quake isn't lying. I know of a government agent who was sent to them for 'experimentation' for defending Supergirl."
"You were in favor of the President, if you do this, you could ruin her re-election bid in three years." Snapper was chewing on the idea.
"Yes, well I choose to believe Olivia can turn this chaos into a brighter future. Crisis separates the capable from the sniveling masses." Cat looked at them, "Olsen, what else do you know about Cadmus?"
Olsen cleared his throat, "They are one of the main reasons that Superman doesn't work with the government. In the alien community, sometimes, people just disappear. And I know Cadmus has connections to the Army and General Lane. But I don't have details or enough for you to run a story."
"Get the evidence then, Chop, Chop."
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Alex revved her motorcycle engine as she came to a stop in front of the alley. She looked up, "You're on time."
"Well, when your girlfriend's sister gives you a location and a dress code, you tend to show up." Daisy dropped off of the dumpster she'd been sitting on, full black kevlar Quake suit, and the stupid poison purple wig on her head. Her mask and goggles hung loose around her neck. "Do I want to know why I'm here? I was about to start making lunch."
Alex picked up the bike helmet on the back that Kara usually wore and tossed it at the woman. "Climb on, we're going after a mole."
"Cadmus?" Daisy asked, but she pulled the helmet on, and visor up so they could keep talking.
She gave a sharp nod. "And we're going to go hunt the rat down before Lucy can do another audit about it."
Daisy snorted, but swung a leg over the back of the motorcycle, climbing on behind her. "Your funeral with Lane, but I'm down. I'm the off books back up then?"
"Hang on." Alex wasn't sure how she felt about her sister's girlfriend, but murdering Metallo had been…she was getting the idea she may have misjudged where Daisy's loyalty lay. And as Winn had said, she was showing up.
It was only slightly disappointing that Daisy didn't show the faintest awkwardness at the bike shooting off. But, well, if she didn't have to be careful for a new person, she twisted the gas.
Alex brought them to a screeching stop behind the back of the warehouse down at the docks where McGill the mole's signal had been heading. She yanked her helmet off, swinging off of the bike as she parked it. She unholstered her gun and looked over her shoulder at Daisy. "You coming?"
Daisy hooked Kara's helmet on the back of the bike. "I'll go high." She drew her own gun, checking the clip quickly, and those were real bullets, not the glowing blue tranq rounds. "Happy hunting." And then she shot straight up and vanishing up ontop of the building.
"Cheater," Alex grumbled. But then she had come here for a job. Now to go catch her mole red-handed and get her questions answered before she handed him to Lane.
Alex's steps were sure as she slipped into the warehouse. It didn't take her long to get through the back area to the loading bay, and there he was. McGill, two chests of Kryptonite he was personally wheeling off of a truck into the building.
It was her chance. She came out from behind the shelves of shipping containers, gun raised. "Freeze."
He let go of the shipment he was wheeling, raising his hands. "This isn't what it looks like Danvers."
"Shut up and turn around." She was going to find her dad, and this toady was going to help with that. "Here's what's going to happen. I'm bringing you in. And you're going to tell me everything you know about Cadmus."
McGill stood there, hands raised, but he didn't seem afraid. "No, I'm not. "
She heard the sound of a footstep behind her, Daisy wouldn't have made noise. Alex fired, hitting McGill in the heart, but even as he dropped, something impacted her in the back dropping her into the cement floor as well.
Hissing she twisted to see who was attacking her, and there was a pale, tall woman with two goons behind her. But Alex knew exactly who was in charge, no matter how friendly the woman's voice came out.
"Agent Danvers of the DEO. Nice to meet you." And then her voice changed, something darker in it. "I'll tell your father you say hello."
She hated how having the air whacked out of her made her voice gasping instead of commanding. "Where is my father?"
"You know I won't say." And the woman was smug.
Alex resisted just baring her teeth at the woman. "Well, you might as well tell me, if you're going to kill me." Or Quake killed the Cadmus woman and her goons. Or Quake didn't save her because she really was Cadmus. Alex hated not knowing.
"I suggest you die remembering him as he was. It's better that way." The condescension was thick. "Unless you'd care to join him. Cadmus welcomes any bright minds willing to help our cause." Her hands opened in 'welcome'.
Alex pushed herself to her feet, her breathing in control again. And if Quake was on her side, she better show up soon. "My father would never collaborate with you."
The pale woman leaned forward ever so slightly, looking down at her. "Do you know what I see when I look at you? An abused child." She moved, circling her slowly. "A brainwashed little girl the DEO has warped into believing that demons are angels. That your life should be sacrificed to them, our invaders." She pulled back, the sick almost maternal softness back as quickly as it'd fled from her tone and manner. "All I'm asking, Alex, is for you to think about what your life would be if aliens had never come. What it could be, if they were no more? That's what I'm trying to do for the world. And you could help me."
"I've killed a Kryptonian before." Alex felt sick looking at this woman. "I stabbed Astra of the House of Ze with a sword made of kryptonite. I've done what you want to do." And oh she could feel the approval and interest of the woman in front of her. "What you can't do."
"I'm impressed." And she meant it.
Alex's teeth showed as she replied. "Good. Because I want you to know what I'm capable of when I tell you that when I find my father, I'm coming for you."
The woman breathed in, "Well, I suppose that settles that then." She took a step back looking at her goons and gave them a nod.
Both goons came forward to grab her, and the pale woman was walking like she was going to just walk out. It was infuriating. And then a black shape dropped from the rafter directly between the pale woman and the exit.
The bright, LED face was all any of them needed to know exactly who it was.
"Quake." The pale woman took a half step back, her spine straightening.
Alex hissed as the goons' grips on her arms tightened. "It took you long enough."
Quake raised her gun and fired twice over the pale woman's shoulder, both goons dropping, neat holes in their foreheads. "Sorry about that, figured if she wanted to just incriminate herself it'd be dumb not to let her. Don't you agree, Mrs. Luthor? Gotta say, was figuring you were going to take a lot more work to root out. But if you want to just hand yourself over, that's cool." She tilted her head. "You're so lucky having a living symbol to shove under the bus is going to make getting away with murder, so much easier. But don't worry, I'll make sure you wish I was planning on killing you."
"You're not capable of being normal about things, are you?" Alex stepped away from the corpses of the goons.
Quake lowered her gun, and fired, Lillian cried out as her leg went out from beneath her, her body hitting the ground. Some very colorful swear words, as her hands reached for the bloody hole through her right knee.
"Really?" Alex pulled out the cuffs.
"What?" Quake shrugged as she holstered her gun. "She was going to run, and just bad luck I'd forgotten I didn't have tranq bullets loaded up. Terrible mistake."
"This will never stick." Lillian hissed.
Alex grabbed the woman's wrists, cuffing them behind her back. "Didn't you hear, Cadmus declared itself independent from the government yesterday, armed groups declaring war against the US government's interests get labeled terrorists pretty fast."
"And if prison doesn't stick, I'll boil you alive from the inside out." Quake dropped down in a crouch before Lillian, reaching out one gloved finger and flicked her in the forehead as the woman suddenly started panting, sweat beginning to leak from her skin. "Lucky for you, the DEO received some anonymous files this morning. The paper trail of all the money you siphoned out of LuthorCorp into Cadmus, and your signature on the transfer orders of US soldiers into one of your facilities. Soldiers who no one is going to be able to find a record of again. I don't think it'll take the DEO long to find the bodies."
"That's why Lucy's had people running in and out of her office all morning?" Alex pulled Lillian up into the sitting position. "That's very bad for you, Mrs. Luthor." Her grin felt feral and she pulled her belt off to stop the bleeding in Lillian's leg. They needed her alive to interrogate her.
Quake reached out to help adjust Lillian's leg while the woman gasped, whatever Quake had been doing coming to an end. "Tourniquet, or do I go grab a corpse's shirt for soaking up blood?"
Alex inspected the injury, it hadn't hit the artery. "Get the shirt."
"Got it." Quake got up and walked over to the dead bodies. The sound of tearing fabric came, and then Quake was back and handing over the fabric.
"You're going to regret this." Lillian stared at Alex. "Your father wouldn't want this."
Alex took some joy in wrapping the shirt around the knee, and then tightening the belt for pressure. It clearly hurt. "Oh, I'm not going to regret this."
"Sorry about making your threat of tracking down your dad, and then coming for her void. Figured you wouldn't mind." Quake was definitely smiling under that mask of hers.
"You figured right." Alex looked at roughly where she knew Quake's eyes were. "You might want to get out of here." She pulled out her phone. The lecture from Lucy was going to be so worth it.
Quake paused, "I'll order Thai for dinner. I think we should probably talk." She got up and stopped by the crates of kryptonite.
It felt like Alex's ears wanted to pop from the pressure in the air, and the crates, including their deadly cargo, just ceased to exist. They disintegrated into a cloud of dust without the faintest hint of green to it. And then Quake kept walking.
Alex watched as Quake vanished. She clicked the DEO emergency beacon. A DEO team would be here in five minutes. And shit, she was possibly coming around on her sister's girlfriend. Maybe.
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Lucy dropped the whole ass box of files she was pretending she didn't have access to because Daisy was a hacker. The warrants she'd filed would be signed off shortly. It was a strong position. "Dr. Luthor, I have some questions for you."
"Lawyer." The woman's pale blue eyes looked up at her. And they were cold.
She felt like a shark as she hit the button on the recorder. If Daisy wasn't in jail by Christmas she was getting the woman something nice. Because out of the speaker came words. -"Agent Danvers of the DEO. Nice to meet you. I'll tell your father you say hello."-
It was rewarding to watch Lillian's face as her own voice filled the room with so much deliciously incriminating information and implications. A jury would eat this up, and they both knew it. Especially with the right evidence.
Lucy sat down in the chair across from the medical bed, pulled out one of the folders, and started flipping through those sweet, sweet financial records. By the end of the night, this case would be ironclad. She reached out and hit pause. "I have teams raiding several locations right now. Bad luck for you the judge who signed the warrants was friends with some of the people your son murdered in Metropolis. The terms of those warrants were, generous."
She hit play again. By the time Lillian's lawyer got here, Lucy fully intended for Lillian to understand she was fucked and that giving up information was the only way she was going to get the faintest flicker of leniency. Well, depending on how many bodies the teams with warrants found. Naming names might be Lillian's only way out of the death penalty. Maybe she should go get some coffee? Or, she did have minions she could send to get coffee for her now.
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Alex entered her sister's apartment with watchful eyes. She still felt a prickle of wrongness at the sight of Daisy just…there. But it didn't have her hand twitching toward a gun. The bags of Thai food on the table were helping. "Sorry I'm late?"
"Alex!" Kara blurred to her, hugging her tightly. "What are you doing here? I didn't know you were coming?" Kara pulled back looking at her curiously, but her hands still holding onto her.
Alex's eyes flicked over to where Daisy was standing by the table. "Your girlfriend invited me?"
Daisy raised a hand. "Didn't know if you would show. I ordered enough food for you but didn't want to disappoint anyone if you didn't come."
Well, shit. She might be warming to the woman. "Nearly didn't make it," She walked to the fridge. "You still have beer?"
"Of course?" Kara shifted clearly confused. "What is happening?"
"So funny story, while you were picking garbage out of the harbor this afternoon, your sister texted me." Daisy was close to Kara. "She wanted some back-up with some Cadmus action."
"The head of Cadmus was actually Lillian Luthor, she wasn't just a financial backer or board member or something?" Kara was staring at them, her fork still in the air above her second box of noodles. "And you just…arrested her?"
Alex speared a piece of chicken with her fork. "Lucy's interrogating her." And if that interrogation didn't go well, Alex's meeting with Lucy was going to not go well. She looked at Daisy. "Why did you want me here?"
Daisy reached behind her and pulled out her sidearm, she ejected the clip of glowing blue tranq bullets and passed it over. "In case you're the one who finds Jerimiah first."
"Why would I need this?" Alex lowered her fork and took it though.
"Because they've had your father for over a decade, if he's still alive, they haven't been physically torturing him the entire time. I don't know what use he is to them, or how they're controlling him. But chances of drugs, brainwashing, or hell, a kill switch are good. If you find him, tranq him. You can worry about reuniting with him after a doctor has checked him out and when he can't be used against you."
Kara looked between them. "Are we all working to save Jerimiah together now?"
Alex stared into the eyes of the woman across the table from her. Did she trust her enough for that? She'd killed Metallo. And, she'd backed Alex in arresting the head of Cadmus. There was a growing list of very dead Cadmus agents because of her.
Alex held out her hand. "Fine, if you're willing to help."
"Already working on it." Daisy reached out and shook her hand.
And well, they'd see about the rest.
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Daisy was working through files that her programs had highlighted keywords in. It was necessary work, and she needed to find the right Cadmus base to raid next. This one was important. Lucy and the DEO would be publically announcing Lillian Luthor's arrest Sunday night or Monday morning. Depended on how many smoking guns they found on those raids. Which would be at least one Cadmus base crossed off by the DEO. So Daisy needed her next strike to be something that would add gasoline to the fire.
She picked up her mug of tea as she looked at delivery slips. Finding people's dirty laundry and making it actionable had always been one of her better skills. Daisy paused at the feeling of vibrations at her window. Looking up she smiled, despite the confusion. Setting her laptop aside, she stood up. "Are you coming in?"
Kara climbed in, but human slow. Which was…weird. She shut the window carefully behind her, before turning to face her. "You got Alex to give you a chance."
"Yeah, for now at least." She was fairly certain she and Alex might actually be okay while they had a common goal. But then, Kara kinda was a shared goal, so it might be longer than just Cadmus. Hopefully. "I promise to play nice. I know what she means to you, that she's the most important person in your life."
Kara pulled her into her arms and kissed her with an intensity that had Daisy's eyes closing, and melting into the contact.
Because Kara was good, and kind, and the type of hope that was hard-won. Hope that was real. It was blinding. And that this alien, who was all sunshine, goodness, and hope, wanted her. Daisy hadn't wanted anyone this sharply before. The feel of Kara's too-warm skin felt like a match.
Kara's fingers swept under the hem of Daisy's shirt as her hand curled around the small of her back. And Daisy was not complaining about the eagerness of Kara's hands. She was slightly caught off guard as they hit the bed. Kara Danvers pinning her to the bed had not been an expected thing. Really good one though.
Daisy panted, eyes opening as she found herself staring at the ceiling as Kara's tongue ran up her neck. And as Kara's weight shifted her hip dug into Daisy just right. She arched up as her fingers tightened in Kara's hair at the back of her neck. "Fuck."
Her heel dug into the mattress and then she flipped them. Daisy sat up, straddling Kara's waist, a smug thrill at the surprise on Kara's face at finding herself flipped. But the way Kara was looking up, the flushed expression, dilated eyes, but the awe and desire were…everything.
Daisy reached down grabbed the hem of her own shirt, and pulled it up and off, tossing it somewhere. It was gratifying to see how Kara's eyes swept down. Daisy reached behind herself unhooking her bra and tossing it. A satisfied hum under her skin as Kara's eyes very much had gotten stuck. It always worked.
Daisy leaned down briefly kissing her girlfriend, her fingers quickly getting to unbuttoning that perfectly ironed and pressed button up. Not fucking Kara Danvers when she wanted to be was a crime. She started following the line of newly revealed skin with her tongue.
Kara shuddered, the most delightful sound that wasn't exactly human coming from her lips. "Daisy." Her fingers caught at Daisy, pulling her back up.
She let herself be brought up, her hands coming up to cup Kara's face. "Hey, what's wrong?"
Kara's face was flushed, but at least some of it was from embarrassment, her eyes resting at about Daisy's chin. "Nothing is wrong it's just…"
Daisy ran her thumb along Kara's lower lip before kissing her softly. She waited for Kara to sigh against her, before pulling back. "What's going on in that head of yours?" She adjusted how she was balanced on top of Kara. "If I read you wrong and this is too fast for you, that's fine. I'm gonna need a very hot shower, but it's fine."
"No!" Kara's eyes finally snapped back to Daisy's. "I do, want this. Sex. This feels like that's where it's going?"
Daisy's lips twitched up. "What's up then?"
"It's just…I'm not…exactly the same as a human. Down there." Her face had flushed a bright red. "I know I should have mentioned it sooner."
"Hey, you're fine." Daisy brushed their noses against each other, her thumb rubbing a circle against Kara's face. She looked at Kara curiously as the words really processed. "Should have expected that."
Kara was looking at her cautiously. "It's not anything um… it's not tentacles but um…"
"Are we going to need condoms?" Daisy hadn't put that down as a possible risk of sex with an alien but probably should have. Was it bad form to ask the person with super speed to go get them? Cause she was really not wanting to put her shirt back on just to take it off again.
Kara snorted, "No, we don't need condoms."
Daisy smiled, pleased to see embarrassment fading from Kara. "I suppose now'd be the time to mention SHIELD tested us all for STDs regularly. Not sure if we could pass something to each other, but I'm clear."
Kara's face was still flushed. "Oh, right, that's a thing you're supposed to do. I um…don't have anything?"
The awkwardness was cute, and fuck, Daisy knew she had it so bad. She leaned in kissing Kara, languidly sliding her tongue into Kara's mouth. And Kara just ran so hot temperature-wise, it was intoxicating getting her hands on her. With a final nip, at Kara's bottom lip, she nuzzled against Kara, before speaking directly into her ear. "So, what do I need to know to make you feel good?" And if she nibbled at Kara's earlobe while her hands moved downwards before sliding up her shirt, nails dragging against Kara's flushed skin, well, the mewling sound Kara made was worth it.
Chapter 47Notes:Sup! I'm gonna just stop pretending this is early and accept this is basically the new normal time.
Also, I have started up another fic cause I just have no self control. So ya know, two fics updating a week for a while.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter TextKara woke up feeling warm and languid. She was very contented ooze. The sunlight was warm as it soaked into her skin, warm cozy blankets. She reached for Daisy but found only sheets that no longer carried her warmth. Kara opened her eyes, and couldn't help the goofy smile as she spotted Daisy sitting on the kitchen island, scrolling on her phone.
It was a thing about Daisy, she had a tendency to perch on things, or curl into corners, always just slightly out of the way, taking up as little floor space as possible, and no respect for where and how a human was supposed to sit on a thing. It was charming, Kara found most things about her charming. Not the weapons squirreled away everywhere anytime she really looked over the room. But she really didn't care about that, just enjoying watching Daisy's face as she sipped at her coffee while doing something on her phone.
"Morning." Daisy's words had a funny lilt. And the way she was smiling, the crinkle to her eyes, it was all so very warm.
Kara felt like she was glowing, also, knew she'd flushed as she realized she was very naked under the blankets. She rolled out of Daisy's bed and stole the top sheet as she did. Wrapping it around herself she realized her clothing wasn't on the floor. She was going to have to borrow something of Daisy's or make a super-speed rush for her room in a sheet.
She'd worry about it later. Kara might have used a little bit of super speed to get from the bed to the kitchen, and then leaning into Daisy. She breathed in before trilling in greeting as she dropped her head onto Daisy's shoulder. "Morning." She felt all fuzzy and warm. "Last night was really nice."
Daisy's laughter was soft and breathy as she looped an arm around Kara's waist. "Yeah? I thought so too."
Kara knew she was glowing, everything just felt right as she picked her head up and kissed Daisy. She was smiling too much for it to be more than a pressing of lips. "I need to get ready don't I?"
"The trees won't plant themselves." Daisy was grinning, her hand sliding under the sheet, her calloused hand sliding to Kara's hip. "You should probably shower."
The effect that hand had was unfair. Kara pressed another quick kiss on Daisy's lips before stepping away. "I don't want to…but we can't be late."
Daisy just laughed, picked up her coffee mug, and raised it in a salute.
Kara used super speed to press another kiss on Daisy's lips, "I'm going, I'm going." It was hard though. Hard when she kept remembering what Daisy flushed with pleasure looked like, the way sweat had pooled, the rush of being pressed together intimately. She swayed and then didn't pull away, instead leaning back into Daisy, kissing her again, slower this time.
Daisy's hands were on her then, her mouth trailing down Kara's neck. She purred as Kara's fingers scratched at her.
"We shouldn't," She whined, melting into Daisy more. This was terrible time management, "I'm trying to make a good impression…on my coworkers. It's very important."
Daisy hummed against her. "Very important." She gently pushed Kara back a half step. "Go on, shower. Fifteen minutes for the French Toast in the oven to be done." Her smile was smug, and it was kinda earned.
Kara sighed but then took off for her apartment.
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Katie Adams pulled on the company t-shirt they were all being forced to wear for this. She was not a unisex cotton t-shirt woman. Half the perks of working in her position was wearing designer clothing, and it not breaking the bank. The other half was the insurance plans. The reputation of L-corp certainly wasn't a perk. But the environment and how it looked in her file to participate in these things were important for promotion.
She walked over and picked up a shovel from the neat stacks. "I'm going to break a nail."
Haleigh made a sound of disgust from beside her. "I have a spa appointment after this."
"Smart, I'm calling the nail tech before work tomorrow to see if they can fit me in." Katie stared at the field of land down the side of the banks of the river, little flags stuck where trees needed to be planted. "I should have faked the flu."
Haleigh gave a nod of agreement. "Do they have gloves?"
Katie looked around. "They have to."
"Oh look, office alien is here." Haleigh scoffed.
"What is your problem with her? She's sweet." And naive to a degree that was concerning. Katie did not see an alien choosing to work for L-corp going well. Just because she didn't think their new CEO was going to murder the alien for 'science' didn't mean L-corp was a bastion of alien safety.
Haleigh scoffed, "Is it even legal for her to work for the company?"
Katie eyed her coworker, well fuck, she really disliked finding out people she moderately liked were bigots. "Alien Amnesty is getting signed. It'll be legal and even if it wasn't we have Luthor lawyers, who'd bother about it?"
"With Quake about to go full supervillain and slaughter innocent people? Amnesty is dead in the water. President will have delayed it by Tuesday." Haleigh scoffed. It was galling she was probably right.
Katie spotted the gloves, "Good luck with your digging." She walked to the gloves, muttering under her breath. "Bitch."
She eyed her nails as she grabbed gloves. Maybe she should just bite the bullet and cut them? She'd decide at the first water break if the nails were too much of a problem.
"Katie! Hi!" Kara popped up right beside her.
"Jesus," Katie turned staring at the brilliantly smiling alien. "Hi, you're a morning person aren't you?"
Kara shrugged, "Sometimes!" She picked up a pair of gloves and tossed them to someone behind Katie. "Do you want to work with my girlfriend and I?"
Ah, the famous girlfriend who packed Kara ridiculous amounts of food for lunch at least half the days of the week. Katie had listened to a lot of gushing about the famous 'Daisy'. Woman sounded like as much of a Care Bear as Kara was. "Sure, is the girlfriend as good at digging as she is at cooking?"
A dryly amused voice came from just behind her elbow. "Fewer fire extinguishers needed for failed digging attempts than cooking."
Katie turned and nearly choked on her tongue at the sight of 'the girlfriend'. Because that was not a living Care Bear.
"Daisy, this is Katie from the front desk, and Katie, this is my girlfriend Daisy." Kara happily chirped in introduction. She was practically floating with bubbly happiness.
Daisy held out her hand, the cocky half-grin on her lips. She did not look at all how Kara had described. Daisy's dark brown hair was falling over one shoulder. The makeup around her eyes was done with a slightly heavy hand, but neatly. The scar across one cheek was eye-catching though. As was the long-sleeved grey shirt she was wearing underneath the green L-corp tree-planting shirt. There was a flannel shirt tied around her waist, dark wash jeans and what looked like military boots. The type of woman who looked like she belonged in a rough part of the city. "It's nice to meet you."
Katie's brain felt like it was rebooting as she accepted the handshake. "Nice to meet you as well."
The way Daisy's grin grew with the amused glint in her said she knew exactly why Katie was a bit tongue-tied. She didn't poke though, instead, she looked at Kara. "So, which direction are we headed?"
Katie followed along, watching fascinated as Kara eagerly led their trio to a group of flags. There was a skip in her step. "Should we just dig holes since some people will have trouble with that, and let other people do the tree planting bit?"
Daisy huffed, her shovel balanced against one shoulder. "If you dig that much you're going to eat the whole snack table out. Also, I think you'll kill Katie here."
"How fast can you dig?" Katie had a terrible feeling she'd made a horrible decision. If she ended up longing for death she was going to find a way to make Haleigh's life hell for showing her bigot colors before the digging started.
Daisy shot her an amused look. "She's a machine."
Kara bumped her shoulder into Daisy's. "Boo."
And, Katie was surprised at the ease between the two. It wasn't what she'd have expected, but she'd seen plenty of odd pairings in her time. "Well, as long as both of you accept digging is not my strong suit. Or physical labor in general."
"I'm tech support, we can both pretend to work." Daisy replied as she eyed the area with the flag Kara had brought them to.
"And here I thought you were a veteran?" Katie had been picturing a soft butch with a penchant for baking from what Kara had said.
Daisy shrugged before placing her shovel against the ground. "Airforce Chairforce."
Kara leaned over, kissing her girlfriend's cheek. "You have abs."
"It's like you want to see me do work." Daisy stepped on the top of the shovel head, and stepped down, forcing it into the soil. "You're digging too, Danvers."
Katie sighed and walked to the flag next to the area Daisy had started digging. "They have machines, with engines to do this kind of thing."
In the time it'd taken Katie to get a foot and a half into her hole, Kara'd gotten two feet down on her second hole. Katie had also begun to sweat. She looked up as Daisy joined her, easily sliding her shovel into the ground. "You're annoyingly in shape."
"Yeah, by most standards." Daisy shoveled up dirt with a depressing amount of ease. "If it makes you feel better, basic training sucked ass. I threw up from running, more than once."
Katie used her foot to force the shovel into the ground. "It does a little bit."
Daisy smiled. "So if you hate physical labor so much, what are you doing at 'good publicity, physical labor day'?"
"I want that Christmas bonus and a promotion." Katie grit her teeth and she hefted the shovel full of dirt up. "What did Kara do to convince you to come?"
"She asked, nature is good, and I don't know, it seemed fun." Daisy dug up another shovel full.
Katie eyed the woman. "As optimistic about L-corp as Kara is?"
Daisy snorted, "No. But it'd be kinda hypocritical of me to give her a hard time for taking a risk on it. Besides, so far she hasn't been wrong. And Kara's smarter than people give her credit for. If she thinks Lena Luthor and her company are worth taking a chance on, then they're worth taking a chance on."
That was…disgustingly touching actually. She got why the puppy love. An ability to cook, abs, and sincere belief in Kara? Kara's puppy love gushing was making a lot more sense. Katie paused, catching where Kara had stopped digging, and was looking at Daisy like she was Christmas or something. Huh, the alien had better hearing than humans. Also, Katie was going to be third-wheeling for the rest of the day, wasn't she?
Katie handed her can of soda to Daisy. They'd bonded over digging holes. "Please."
Daisy hooked the tab on the can of Sprite and opened it before handing it to Katie. "Your nails are fabulous, but how do you type?" She leaned against Kara, where Kara was devouring her third free work sandwich.
"Practice," Katie did what could only be called 'glugging' it, as she drank as much of it in one go as possible…actually all of it. God, it was so nice. The sugar was as needed as the liquid, only water while doing labor only went so far.
Daisy leaned back, "You had fun in college didn't you?"
Kara picked up an apple, "Why does drinking Sprite mean she had fun in college?"
"You didn't party did you?" Katie easily crushed the can and tossed it into one of the large trashcans that was out to prevent them all from littering.
Kara shook her head, "No? I mean I never saw the point." Which of course she hadn't.
Daisy smiled at Kara, which Kara might be the most obviously besotted, but Daisy looked at Kara and her whole face just went soft. "Human alcohol doesn't work on her and loud noises are iffy."
"What that's…true actually." Kara tapped her glasses. "They keep me from being overwhelmed."
Katie hesitated, that seemed like something maybe they shouldn't be talking about. But also kinda fascinating. She'd had several pressing questions since she'd realized Kara was the building alien. "Glasses keep you from being overwhelmed?"
"They're lead, she's allergic to it, but it helps keep her hearing closer to human normal." Daisy grinned. "Which, how being a plant ends being mildly allergic to lead, I don't know."
Kara's cheeks puffed up, "I'm not a plant."
The teasing in Daisy's voice and her delighted smile were telling. "You photosynthesize." She leaned over and kissed Kara briefly, but just long enough to steal Kara's protests. And that was a human who didn't give a shit she was dating an alien.
Katie raised a perfectly sculpted, brow. "You two are going to give people cavities." But she was pretty sure she liked their vibe. Also, she was fascinated. "And a plant?" Because Kara Danvers looked like Barbie, not a fern.
"My evolutionary ancestors were birds. Or well a mammalian species of bird and our wildlife evolved from plants, not the ocean." Kara lit up as she spoke. "Not monkeys like you two."
"I just think it's wild how many alien species ended up bipedal and kinda human looking." Daisy popped one of the cookies into her mouth. And while she wasn't devouring food like Kara, she could eat.
Kara practically glowed as she started chattering, one hand curling in Daisy's. "It's kind of like how so many different evolutionary branches of Earth species are crabs. There are some traits that life is prone to develop. Regardless of planet. So you," She poked at Daisy with a grin. "Come from a monkey, that came from a fish. Whereas I come from a bird that was a plant."
Daisy tilted her head. "Weird question, but is it a hatching day instead of a birthday?"
Kara flushed and fuck they were adorable. "The sentiment remains the same, but technically yes?"
"Are you sure you should be talking about your alienness here?" Katie looked between them and also realized a change in topic might be needed if she wanted to not swipe on some terrible life choices on a questionable app later.
Kara spluttered, but Daisy replied easily. "You already know she's an alien. It's not like you know her exact species, it's not compromising."
Katie frowned, "How would knowing her species be compromising?"
"It's how you can start linking different members of the same species on this planet. Once you know the species, you can link her to others, and the more you fill in that map, the more you can start spotting others." Daisy squeezed her girlfriend's hand.
"And most people who can pass prefer to stay in the closet, so to say." Katie finished for her, after all, she could understand that, completely. She didn't wear trans pride pins to work after all. And she looked at Kara and felt…sad for her. Because if she was out, at L-corp, most of the alien community if there was one, probably considered her radioactive.
Kara nodded, "People usually think I'm autistic, not an alien." She took a bite of her apple.
That was…sensory issues, cultural confusion, and Kara's general Karaness, the assumption of neuro-divergence made sense. Also, considering the alien thing, she probably didn't think like a typical human. "Rude of them."
Kara smiled, leaning back, her eyes closing as her face tilted toward the sun.
Right…photosynthesis.
"Felix!" Katie called and waved to Felix from legal as he was walking by.
Felix looked over, dirt smudge on one cheek, his usually immaculately gelled curls out of sorts. He looked at her, his eyes flicking to Kara and Daisy, and then back to her. Squaring his shoulders, he walked over. "Five holes, if anyone tries to make me dig another hole I'm calling out sick tomorrow."
"If there's any more holes to be dug, Danvers has it. She's a machine." Katie handed a second can to Daisy to open for her.
"How many holes did you dig?" Felix asked Kara while sitting down at the picnic table.
Kara's face flushed, "Thirty-one." She leaned into Daisy. "Daisy and Katie did fifteen."
"Daisy did most of that work." Katie was not ashamed of that. It was her first day in over a year to leave the house for a location that wasn't the gym without high heels. Digging was not one of her skills.
"You did at least six holes worth of digging." Daisy raised her free hand to Felix. "Sup."
He was dubious, but joined them, holding out his hand. "Felix, I work in legal."
Daisy shook his hand. "Daisy, and tech support at RadioShack. Very unimpressive, I know."
"And less than four months out of the Airforce." Kara corrected, looking at Daisy like she was challenging her to disagree. She got a soft look instead of an argument.
Daisy tilted her head in acknowledgment. "Still adjusting to civilian life. And gotta say, digging holes makes more sense than explaining how to use a power button on a desktop."
Katie and Felix both winced in sympathy. She took her can of now-opened soda from Daisy, getting the tab on a soda can was difficult with how long her nails were. "I worked in a normal office straight out of college before L-corp. My manager didn't have their mouse plugged in."
"You should hear what my parents call me to 'fix' for them." Felix looked at Kara. "Thirty-one holes?"
"It's the sun," Daisy leaned into Kara, a grin on her face.
Kara sighed, but she had a smile tugging at her lips. "I photosynthesize. I'm less tired than when we started."
Katie paused, "Wait, why are you eating so much then?"
"I need about ten thousand calories a day. These sandwiches don't have a lot of protein."
Felix whistled, "That explains a lot."
Katie so deeply agreed. And how unfair was that? She was a sweaty and exhausted mess, and apparently, it wasn't her imagination that Kara was glowing. "You're lifting the trees when we start planting after lunch."
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Kara laughed as she watched Felix's nose scrunch as he realized there was a worm on his hand. He shook it off, shooting her a baleful look. She stood up double-checking they'd buried the tree correctly. "The worm's not too bad."
"Never liked worms, or mud, or a lot of things my father wished I liked." He grumbled, but he accepted her hand up.
She pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket and handed it to him. "Here, you've got some dirt on your cheek."
Felix pulled his gloves off before gently taking the handkerchief. "You just have a fabric handkerchief on you? Girl, what planet are you from?" He paused, eyes widening. "I mean…um…sorry?"
Kara laughed at his panicked expression. She handed him a water bottle, but her attention was caught by where Daisy was wheeling a tree over to Katie in a wheelbarrow. The sun hit Daisy's brown hair showing the almost golden tone some of the brown had. Daisy face was light and happy as she teased Katie. Her shoulders were loose and just…Kara sighed. Because everything was good.
"Oh, you have it bad." Felix laughed patting her on the shoulder. "I'll give it to you, you picked a hot one. Not my type, but we've all been there."
Kara's head snapped around to him. "What do you mean?"
Felix patted her shoulder again before dropping his hand. "The hot, bad boy or in your case girl. I get it. Painfully attractive, commitment issues, probably some leather jackets, the bad financial decisions. We all go through it." He paused as his phone went off. Actually, most of the people in the field's phones went off.
"What's that?" Kara looked around in confusion as Felix yanked his phone out, or well most people yanked their phones out.
"It's the is our boss a supervillain alert." Felix said absently and then hissed. "Well, fuck."
Kara peeked over his shoulder. Ah, the arrest of Lillian Luthor had hit the news. And that it was for being head of the terrorist group Cadmus. She looked over at Daisy and, the viciously vindicated expression on Daisy's face was…really pretty. Kara felt a rush of butterflies in her stomach. Would it be bad to walk over and kiss her mate?
Notes:Have been reminded I should link this more, so for anyone interested, the discord server. https://discord.gg/beTHvwBQ
Been noticing in the comments an assumption that Alex is bad at her job? And like...that's more the DEO just sucks. Alex is shown to be a very capable scientist in a very niche field and is a perfectly capable SWAT officer. She's just got no business being in a position of command or in a role involving skills that aren't science or like SWAT raids. She's a disastor person, but she's not a useless moron. She's an emotionally chaotic alcoholic.
And like, with Alex&Kara which ever one of them grows out of their toxic co-dependent situation is always destined for the one left behind freaking out. Kara just turns her unhappiness inward while Alex turns her's outward. Both super unhealthy ways of dealing with pain. But like, there's a reason Kara and Maggie do not gel in the show, for a while. And it's because Kara feels threatened by Maggie's role in Alex's life. not that Alex's reactions to Kara becoming more independent are acceptable, but their co-dependency is not a one-way street.
Chapter 48Notes:Happy Halloween! I'm currently lost in Dragon Age The Veilguard, it is very good so far. Only like one day of playing in, but so far its fantastic!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter TextDaisy's feet dropped to the floor, the rest of her automatically sweeping the room with her gun. It was a supply room, no people. The most light in the room was from her LED mask, which, Kara still hated, but Daisy was kind of starting to dig. The way it made everyone except for Kara deeply uncomfortable was kind of hilarious. She moved to the door, took a breath, her heart rate slowing. And then she breached.
She pulled the trigger dropping one as she came out of the supply room. Moving smoothly, quickly down the hall she shot a man coming running from the sound. Even as he dropped she pivoted ninety degrees shooting another Cadmus member between the eyes through the glass wall into the lab.
It was mechanical as she moved, the alarm started blaring at the eighth man she dropped. The sound and flashing lights didn't matter, she'd sabotaged the vehicles in the garage, and the doors out. They were trapped in here, they just probably hadn't realized it yet.
She ejected her empty clip, and slid in a new one, as she started a final sweep of the floor. It was muscle memory as she then moved up the stairs. She shot out the light at the top of the stairs, causing the guards at the top of them to flinch. Which was all it took to drop them both.
Daisy came to a stop, ten minutes later. She hadn't had to use her powers once. She holstered her gun. Cadmus really was a group of science radicals. They depended on secrecy and the occasional alien weapon. It left them kinda helpless when they didn't get to pick the fight. She walked back down to the second floor and opened the door to the cells.
Cadmus had fucked up using veterans as their pool for human experimentation. Well, veterans, agents, cops, minor 'nobodies' who got too close, or who General Lane could feed them. If they'd been going after immigrants or the homeless it'd have made the outrage less workable in the media. Lillian Luthor and her fellow leaders were prejudiced in more ways than just against aliens, and it fucking showed.
She hit the lights and looked at the people in the cells. The disgust tasted like acid on her tongue, being right didn't feel good when it was like this. Daisy pulled out her burner phone and and dialed 911. Time to give more people the opportunity to start tearing the poison out of their own world.
-"911, what is your emergency?'-
Daisy looked at the humans in cells. "716 Washington St. Metropolis. I just killed twenty-nine Cadmus agents and there are five human test subjects on the second floor, fourth door down from the top of the stairs. Three are conscious, assume blood loss, some degree of starvation, and physical neglect at best. The building is secure, I won't be here when first responders arrive. But I'm opening the cages." She hung up before they could reply, and then pulled up the pre-prepared text blast for a list of three news stations and eight reporters and hit send.
The cops weren't going to be able to control the scene in time to prevent images of human test subjects and body bags being removed from the building. Images that were going to do more damage than a single thing she'd said. Because this shit would prove it.
Daisy sent vibrations through the phone turning it to dust. Raising her hand every lock on the cell doors snapped. She met the eyes of the most aware-looking guy who'd at least managed to get to his feet. "Help is on the way. You all are going to be alright, they're going to get you out of here."
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Lois Lane stared at the memory stick left on her desk. The sticky note with one word 'Sorry' on it, was telling. She plugged it into her old laptop which wasn't connected to any network, cloud, or other devices. She opened up the stick and felt her stomach turn at the titles of the folders inside. She clicked open the one that said 'open me first'.
She leaned back in her chair. Quake was polite enough to give her the opportunity to choose who took down her father. Her, a reporter she trusted to hand this to, or Quake would find someone in three days if it hadn't hit print or news by then. But it was a courtesy.
Lois knew her father was a monster, she looked at the folders. Reading about exactly what he'd been using his power for though…It was going to be a long morning.
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Kara felt twitchy as she headed to the front desk. She spotted a very stressed-looking Katie at her desk. "Katie!"
The woman's harried attention snapped to her and away from the security guard she'd been talking to. "Kara? What are you doing out here, you should get to the labs where it's safer."
The protests outside the front doors did not sound…friendly. Kara winced at some particularly loud shouting. "I wanted to make sure you were ok. It's crazy out there."
They all cringed as a brick hit the front glass.
"Kara, the glass is bulletproof, and Ms. Luthor already ordered to keep the front doors locked till this blows over." Katie looked out at the furious mob. "This is going to be as bad as when Lex went off the deep end if bodies start turning up."
Kara paused, "You worked here when Lex was CEO?"
"Hmm, had just started." Katie's eyes stayed on the crowd. "This is going to get ugly. A lot of people died when Lex turned the sun red. And Lillian founding a terrorist organization? It's going to be bad. Especially with the President announcing the delay in signing Alien Amnesty this morning." Katie's face was tight. "Thank god we don't work in PR."
"If we keep just doing our jobs it'll blow over right?" Kara tried her best reassuring smile at Katie.
Katie shook her head, but her face was wry. "You certainly chose an exciting time to sign on. And stay on the science floors today. The lobby is just going to be security today." Her shoulders tightened as she looked at where security was keeping the protest away from the door. "Well, once they're done out there."
"You're going to be ok?" Kara checked because it was…the whole world felt like it was waiting for the next shoe to drop. She was pretty sure Daisy and Kal were busy dropping the other shoe in Metropolis at the moment.
"I'll be fine, once things get locked down down here it'll be just me and security and probably some card games. I'll be truly suffering." Katie's face went straight to business as she straightened, eyes snapping over Kara's shoulders.
Kara turned and felt relief at the sight of Lena safely entering from the garage elevator. The crowd outside the building saw Lena as well. The shouts and chaos increased, the crowd pressing toward the windows.
The security guards in the lobby took off toward the front doors. And Kara saw it out of the corner of her eye. One of the guards, drawing a gun. He should not have had a gun.
"NO!" Kara moved, not Supergirl fast, but fast. She nearly skidded to a stop between Lena and the guy with a gun, one hand outstretched toward the security guard with a gun, her back to Lena. "You don't want to do this."
"Move, alien girl." He snarled aiming the gun over her shoulder.
She moved, keeping Lena behind her. "We can talk this out, nobody needs to get hurt."
"They're monsters!" He shoved the gun forward.
Kara shifted, both hands up, trying to make herself as wide as possible. "Lena's not her mom or her brother."
"Richard put the gun down." Lena ordered from behind her.
That didn't help, Richard snarled. "I could have stopped Lex! I protected him and he killed all those people!" His eyes were wide, his gun threatening a security guard trying to move closer. "STAY BACK!" Richard's gun and eyes went back to Lena. "I didn't like Lex, never liked him. But it was just paranoia, just me being silly. And then people died!"
"You couldn't have known, it wasn't your fault." Kara tried to bring his attention back to her.
His eyes narrowed. "Wasn't it? Wasn't it all of ours? To let someone that powerful, to keep going? All those weapons deals, the grandstanding against Superman. And now Lillian? I won't let that happen again."
Kara let her eyes go white for a second, the faintest flicker of heat vision, enough control that it wouldn't really look like that. It worked, Richard's focus returning to her. "You can't judge someone just because of what they might do. That's not fair, everyone deserves to have a chance."
"You don't understand!" Richard pressed closer, fury radiating from him. "People will die! They haven't found the bodies yet, but Lillian's bodies will be there. I won't stand here when they find her's." He gestured toward Lena.
"My dad!" Kara choked out. "I understand. I promise I understand what is happening, what the risk is. Cadmus took my adoptive dad. They took him and he never came home. I know what happens when secret agents in black come for people like me. I know any human connected to us is at risk. Jerimiah, my blood aunt, so many. Trust me, this isn't right. You don't want to do this. It's not too late to stop."
Kara cautiously moved her hand closer to the gun. "You don't want to hurt anyone. You're just trying to help. But this isn't how to do that. This isn't you. It's just the fear. You're better than this. We're better than this. You can choose to be a better man. You just need to put the gun down."
The police sirens broke the moment of hesitation.
Kara knocked his arm up as he fired, the bullet flying into one of the support beams instead of her or Lena. And then she tackled Richard to get the gun away. Because she couldn't do it how Supergirl would.
There was a crack as Kara tried very hard not to hurt Richard as she got the gun out of his hands. Which was hard. But then she was pulled up and off by two of the other security guards, but she had the gun. She winced as Richard scrambled, getting grabbed by three other guards. His nose was definitely broken, and bleeding really heavily.
"Kara!" Lena was next to her immediately as one of the guards took the gun from Kara's hands.
Kara sighed in relief. "Everyone's ok?"
"Yes," There was a panicked edge to Lena's voice as she looked at Kara with the funniest expression. "Thank you."
She smiled, her shoulders slumping. "Oh good."
"You bwoke my nose?" Richard muttered as the police came rushing in.
Kara looked up at the cops, they must have been close. Probably expecting violence from the protesters. There was a lot of talking. Kara was mostly just relieved she'd managed to stop things before someone got hurt without revealing she was Supergirl.
Richard struggled as he was cuffed. "No. No! Why would you stop me! You'd break my nose to protect a Luthor!? What kind of alien does that!?"
One of the cops turned, frowning. "You did that to him?"
"I didn't mean to?" Kara didn't like the way the cops were looking at her.
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Maggie marched into the Chief's office. "Tell me you're kidding."
"Sawyer," Chief Richmond was resigned as he looked up. "What do you want me to do, it's done. It's in the prosecutor's hands now. We both know Slater probably isn't going to bring charges."
Her jaw tightened. "It's bullshit, and we both know it. Adams is a xenophobic bigot. It's the clearest case of self-defense I've ever heard."
Chief Richmond looked at her. "Want to explain to me how you even know about it already? They haven't even settled the suspects into interrogation yet?"
"Science Division, it's my job to know when aliens get brought in." Maggie dropped her hands onto her hips. "Also, the media knows, L-corp has glass walls on the first floor."
"That's unfortunate, but as I said, Adams made the arrest. Slater can throw it out if it's bullshit or not. Now get out."
Maggie's smile was not kind. "Yes, Sir." She turned on her heel, time to go muscle her way into whatever interrogation room Adams stuck the alien in. If she closed the door with a particularly firm hand, that was her own business.
The importance of getting to the alien was key. Aliens rarely cooperated with police, which was a good thing. With the…delicate nature of alien legality saying anything was usually a terrible idea. The danger was the alien getting so spooked they tried to escape, in any way possible. She only needed five minutes in that room to hopefully convince the alien to lawyer up and most importantly not try and run for it.
Maggie made eye contact with Detective Lee also from the Science Division. He gave her a nod, and moved, voice picking up volume.
"Adams! So your wife find out about that girlfriend of yours yet?"
Maggie sent a silent thank you and calmly slipped into the interrogation room. She hadn't known what to expect, with aliens the range of options was always wide. But preschool teacher, and blonde girl next door weren't exactly on the list. But would be easier to sell to Slater to make Adams drop the whole thing. "I'm here to help you, but we don't have long."
The woman looked up, her eyes piercingly blue behind her glasses. She definitely passed as human to the highest degree. "I want my call."
"Oh good," Maggie took the seat across from her pulled out her pad and a pencil, and pushed it over. "My name is Detective Maggie Sawyer with the Science Division. My job is cases involving aliens. You shouldn't have been arrested, and I'm going to try and get you out of this. But I need you to listen very closely, ok?"
And good for the woman, she looked distinctly suspicious. "I want my call."
"Adams is going to drag that out to try and get you to talk. Don't tell him anything, insist on speaking with a lawyer. Write down the number of a person who can help you. Someone human, someone who can safely walk in here and kick up a fuss. I'll call them for you. If they kick up enough fuss Adams will have to let you have a lawyer and get your call. This isn't who you want for support, it's who you think can safely make a fuss." Maggie's fingers twitched, wanting to press them against a rosary.
The woman picked up the pencil and wrote down a number. "Thank you, if you're really helping."
Maggie slid the notepad and pencil back into her jacket. "You can thank me when we get you out of here kid. And I didn't stop to get it, what's your name?"
"Kara Danvers." And, handcuffed to the table, Kara still held out her hand to shake.
She reached out and shook Kara's hand. "Good to meet you, remember you're exercising your right to remain silent, you want a lawyer." Maggie glanced up and got up. "I'm calling the number. Lawyer."
Maggie waited for Kara to nod, and then got up to head for the door before Adams could come find her fucking up his stupid case. Too late to get out without being noticed, the door slammed open and it was several people. But the woman at the head was immaculate in a high-end business suit and briefcase in hand.
"This interview is over, I need time with my client." The woman set her briefcase that had to cost a few thousand on the table.
Kara blinked, "Who are you?"
"Laurel Lance, L-corp. My team and I will be handling your case, Ms. Danvers. As an employee we will be making this go away." Laurel Lance, shot a look so sharp it could cut at Maggie. "You were leaving, Detective."
Maggie looked at Kara, and for an alien, she really wasn't alarmed at a Luthor-paid lawyer coming to her defense. She looked back to the lawyer probably being paid more than her entire department, and tipped her head before heading out.
She really didn't need to worry about being noticed. The whole station was in chaos, and she saw what could best be described as a flock of very expensive lawyers, and a dangerously furious-looking Lena Luthor demanding things from Chief Richmond. That was…oh whatever this was it was going to be a shit show. She B-lined for where Lee was watching in morbid fascination from one corner. "What's the situation?"
He looked over at her. "The alien? Yeah, she's a lab tech at L-corp and she broke the other guy in custody's nose stopping him from murdering Lena Luthor. And Lena Luthor is not happy her employee who just saved her life was arrested for getting the gun away from the perp."
Maggie whistled, well that was a shit show. "L-corp hires aliens?"
"Apparently, she's threatening a whole suit against the department." Lee sounded delighted. "How long till Richmond folds?"
She pulled out her cell phone and entered the number Kara had given her. "I don't know, but let's see if we can make it worse." She hit enter and raised the phone to her ear.
It was answered promptly, a sharp, no-nonsense tone on the other end with some bite. -"Danvers."-
Maggie internally sighed, family. That wasn't exactly what she'd been hoping for. "This is Detective Maggie Sawyer with the NCPD. I was given your number by a Kara Danvers who was arrested for assault an hour ago."
Maggie hung near the entrance waiting for the very intense Danvers sister. The one who'd demanded a location and then hung up. A pissed-off alien trashing the police department was not going to be helpful, and she needed to head that off. She was going to need the comfiest of comfort foods after this shift. But, Luthor was properly distracting everyone with the lawyer nightmare she'd dumped on Adams, asshole deserved it. Only reason Richmond hadn't folded already was because of how person non-grata Luthor was.
The auburn-haired woman striding into the building, hair cropped just below the ears, and looking like she was there to go to war. Yup, that was probably Danvers.
Maggie moved to cut her off, even as her eyes snagged on the side arm attached to the woman's hip. She plastered on a smile. "Can I help you, Danvers?"
"Sawyer?" The woman was looking down her nose at her.
"One and the same," Her smile was forced. "You might want to not bring a gun into a police station if you want to help your sister."
Danvers didn't flinch, or look in the slightest bit intimidated. She pulled out a badge. "Alex Danvers FBI, which one of the two-bit cops arrested my sister?"
Maggie blew out a whistle, well shit. Blondie hadn't fucked up with the who she'd picked to send an SOS for help to. This was going to get Adams on administrative leave and if she was lucky demoted back to beat cop. Pissing off Lena Luthor and a local FBI agent? "I think you're going to want to meet Detective Adams, Agent."
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Kara smiled as she walked out into the public foyer of the police station, Maggie's hand on one shoulder. She turned, looking at Maggie. "Thank you."
"Didn't do anything, kid. Your sister and lawyers are very scary." Maggie had a grin as she opened up the last half gate into the public area. "You're a fun one. See you around."
Lawyer Lance cleared her throat.
"In a friendly and non-law enforcement way." Maggie winked at her. "I'm going to go see if your sister is done finding new things to threaten to charge Adams with."
She smiled waving as the detective left. Kara looked at Ms. Lance. "She helps with um…aliens?"
Ms. Lance sighed, "Try not to incriminate yourself to a police detective. It makes my job more difficult."
Kara pushed her glasses up her nose. "But then it'd be boring?"
Ms. Lance's lips twitched. "You may want to send Ms. Luthor a card."
Kara paused, "Do you think she likes brownies? What am I saying, of course, she likes brownies. Everyone likes brownies." She glanced through the front of the building for the building across the street. The distinctive heartbeat that bit too fast for a human was there. She grinned. "Thank you again, for being very scary and good at your job, Ms. Lance!"
Kara landed lightly on the roof of the building across from the police station. She didn't hesitate, lunging into her girlfriend's arms, and hugging Daisy as tight as she safely could.
Daisy wheezed but hugged back fiercely, her grip tighter than any human could manage, a buzz of vibrations washing through Kara. "I leave for one day!" But her tone wasn't angry or even upset.
And Kara melted into her mate, safety settling. She smiled against Daisy's shoulder. "Guess you're not the only one who's been arrested now. They took a mugshot and everything."
Daisy snorted against her, her arms tightening. "I'll frame it for you."
Notes:So, Alex and Maggie have met, not the same meeting as in canon.